The truth is revealed

Naomi stood frozen in place as Daegal’s eyes roamed over her nude figure. The damp cloth she used in drying herself hung limp in her hands.

Their eyes clashed in a heated gaze. Not one of them wanted to look away. Until Naomi snapped out of her daze and brought her hand up to cover her breasts.

That was when Daegal finally blinked out of his stupor and turned away.

"Oh...Princess Nerina. My apologies," He coughed into his palm, glancing everywhere except at her.

"It's-it's fine." Naomi shook her head, wondering why she was stuttering in the first place. Why was she flushed? Why wasn't she screaming bloody murder or making an effort to cover the rest of her body?

Against his better judgment, Daegal’s eyes returned to her skin which still bore droplets of water.

Without giving a single thought to her actions, Naomi's hand fell from her breasts, revealing them to Daegal once more.

'What the hell am I doing?' She chided herself internally but still, she made no move to hide a